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"What?" Zhang Yang was stunned. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo

"You want to provide me with a stable and safe life where I can achieve my dreams without having to run around." The old man laughed.

Zhang Yang didn't answer, he smiled, many things, there is no need to say it, when he saw the old man in the dungeon for the first time, he had already decided that he would never let the old man enter the rivers and lakes directly, after all, the old man was old, and he was so old that he was only suitable to stay behind the scenes and give advice.

Zhang Yang believes that the old man will be a very qualified military advisor!

"What are your plans after you set up the killer organization?" The old man did not continue to talk about that topic, it was already very obvious, and Zhang Yang acquiesced.

"After going to the pirate village tomorrow, I will leave for a while and go to Yuben, the original plan is to let Aze and Liu Biao go with me, but the current situation in Somalia is not stable, so let them stay and cooperate with you, and after I can deal with the affairs of Yueben, I will return to China to go to Zhi City, and C City, China is our foundation, so, I have to talk to Brother Dao, in addition, I have to find a group of potential killers to rush to Somalia to receive your training......"

"Why are you looking for killers in the country?" The old man was puzzled, for him, as long as he was obedient, it didn't matter if he chose the nationality of the killer, after all, this was a killer organization, not a patriotic organization like the Patriotic League.

"Not only in China, but also in the world, I want to find potential killers in every country, every nation, every race, I want outstanding killers to join our organization!"

Zhang Yang's flat tone was full of boundless ambition, that is, the old man felt a kind of pressure, and this pressure stemmed from Zhang Yang's ambition and hope.

If you talk about ambition, the old man just sees the present, and Zhang Yang sees the future, as well as the overall situation, there is no comparable gaze between the two, if the old man has a flamboyant strategic vision, then, the old man is not a third-rate killer.

……

When it was almost evening, the four black men in suits and leather shoes were already full of shopping bags, and later, they simply rented a small car and slowly followed behind, which relieved the pressure on the four people.

The sun is slowly setting, and the setting sun shines on the dome of the mosque, which looks extremely solemn, and in the streets, there is a quiet, often a herd of slow-walking camels or cattle in the way, and the rented car has to slow down to avoid it.

Walking through the streets of Mogadishu, you can see local women dressed in colorful national costumes, many of whom wear beautiful floral turbans over their towering hair accessories. Despite the Somalis professing Islam, women with black veils are not seen. All this makes people feel that the city is rich in distinctive African characteristics, but also maintains many Arab customs.

Liu Biao's eyes were straight, although the African girl had dark skin, she had a graceful figure, swayed walking, and an incomparably graceful posture...... Along the way, a few people drank the fresh milk sold on the roadside when they were thirsty, and it was not until the old man said that they learned that Mogadishu still retains many interesting traditional characteristics of a country dominated by agriculture and animal husbandry, and some residents build pens next to their houses to raise cattle, and they sell fresh milk to the people, and the green fodder for the cattle is delivered by the herders in the suburbs at regular intervals every day.

Although it is not a long time, with the old man, the Somali expert, by his side, everyone feels that they have seen a lot of things, and they also have a more intuitive feeling about Somalia, if there is no war, this is a very beautiful country.

When night fell, everyone was tired, and the old man's physique was not good, so after returning to the hotel and eating a little casually, they all went back to their rooms to rest.

The old rules, Zhang Yang has a room, Liu Biao has a room, and the old man and his wife have a room, Zhang Yang is too lazy to take care of the money, so he directly gave the old man the room where the money was placed, and asked for another house, Zhang Yang believes that the old man will definitely have a way to make the pile of banknotes disappear.

In fact, Zhang Yang didn't know that a lot of this money would be spent by the old man immediately, because when the old man took them on a tour, he had already contacted more than a dozen arms dealers and ordered a large number of weapons and ammunition.

In Somalia, as long as you have money, it is not much more difficult to buy guns and ammunition than it is to buy food.

After entering the room, the old man and his wife were more excited than Zhang Yang, and kept planning the prototype of their killer organization, if Zhang Yang's "Qi Tian" prototype was when, the real meaning was after the old man took over, because the old man not only bought weapons and ammunition, but also contacted a number of unwanted killers of the same age, according to Liu Biao's tone, they are all a group of old immortal guys.

Naturally, Zhang Yang didn't know any of this, he was relatively impatient with this kind of meticulous work, and he was more interested in the arrangement of the overall situation.

Zhang Yang's sense of urgency is now getting more and more serious.

This sense of urgency is a bit inexplicable, as if, if you count from the time, it was after that plane operation, Zhang Yang felt an invisible pressure, and this pressure was everywhere.

Zhang Yang can't find the reason!

Now, the only thing that can be done is to keep getting stronger, stronger, stronger!

……

After taking a shower, turn on the air conditioner in the room to the maximum, put on a bathrobe, open the notebook, I haven't been on the Internet for a long time, every time I turn on the computer, it's almost an instinct, Zhang Yang entered Xiao Yiran's space, and there is still no update in the space, it seems, this QQ has been abandoned.

What's going on?

looked at Xiao Yiran's smiling face in the space blankly, and after a long time, Zhang Yang sighed deeply. My feelings have always been handled in a mess, sometimes like an amorous seed, sometimes like a ruthless killer, it seems that they have never been straightened out.

Closing the space, Zhang Yang sent a message to Liu Biao, while shopping, Liu Biao also bought a notebook at the strong request, and now, Liu Biao's QQ is online.

"What are you doing?"

"Don't bother me, I'm busy, grandma's, I just started in one night, and I lost more than 20 rounds, and I don't let people live......"

“……”

Zhang Yang sweated, and unexpectedly, in just a while, Liu Biao's house fought with the little monk for more than 20 rounds.

"Stop it!"

Zhang Yang just turned off the computer to practice, the little monk suddenly jumped on the screen, this time, the little monk's dress is decent, the background is also a little familiar, Zhang Yang immediately remembered, this background is the superstar Andy Lau sang "Wooden Fish and Goldfish" background, ink painting, there are bamboo, mountains and water, very freehand, Zhang Yang is very impressed, because, when he reads, he always thinks of himself as a goldfish trapped in a fish tank.

"Is there something wrong? Aren't you playing backgammon with Liu Biao? Zhang Yang said.

"If you have something, don't worry, Liu Biao is a stupid big man, and he doesn't need Xiao Biao's mind to be able to deal with it." The little monk pouted, obviously, he didn't take Liu Biao to heart.

Looking at the expression of the little monk, Zhang Yang couldn't help sweating, if Liu Biao knew that his opponent didn't treat him as an opponent at all, I don't know what he would think, it is estimated that he would smash the computer in a rage, and then swore that he would never play backgammon for the rest of his life...... "Xiao Qu has been looking for you for a long time, these days, Xiao Qu is very busy, very busy, he has been busy for half a month, and he has found a very important news, and this news has a personal relationship with you, so I must tell you." The little monk looked serious.

"Now, humanity needs you to save ......"

"Hey...... I'm not Superman......" Zhang Yang jumped to his feet, the hat was too big, big enough to crush him.

"Yes, you are not a superman, any strong person, a finger can pinch you to death, but, things started because of you, the last time you practiced on the plane when you practiced "The Long Immortal Road", the space passage from the earth to the alien domain was opened for a few seconds, and the alien civilization took advantage of a momentary opportunity to find and locate the jump point to the earth, now, you must close this space jump point, otherwise it will ......" The little monk sneered.

"Or what?" Looking at the little monk's sneer, Zhang Yang's heart palpitated, he rarely saw the little monk's sinister expression.

"Otherwise, millions of warships will come to the sky, and when the time comes, the civilization of the earth will be destroyed, and mankind will become slaves of aliens, and when the time comes, you will be the sinners of mankind for the ages!"

"Why me?" Zhang Yang almost subconsciously believed the words of the little monk, because he believed that there was an alien civilization, and the silver charm was ironclad.

"Why you? Don't you know? The little monk said viciously: "In the entire human world, only you can cultivate "Immortal Dao Man", and opening the space passage and closing the space passage require the magic of "Immortal Dao Man" to do it, if it is not you, who else?" ”

(To be continued)